At least, not until now.
After three (four?) seasons, I just couldn't engage. I saw the famous episode in which they attempted to forcibly shave the head of that AstroBoy-looking nimrod Marcel, but other than that, I just couldn't care. But I resolved to give it another chance this time around, and oh my god, can you believe that bitch thought her ostrich-egg quiche was gonna cut it? As Miley Cyrus might say, Whuuuut? Yeah, I'm hooked.
The other thing about not getting into a reality show is you don't really get any of the associated cultural (or should I say "cultural") commentary. It's like a big blank spot of jokes you don't get in the daily digital watercooler. But now I get it! So I was thrilled to find this, a new series on the Food Section, a lovely and very grown-up food blog: "Top Chef" Fact Check.
This week's topic is pretty gentle, taking issue with the term "New American." (Though they did sling the term "moleculista" at the alginate-using "spherical-olive" chef, a word I love and am stealing immediately.) But last week's quibble challenged the Stefan-Danny
"vinaigrette is/is not an emulsion" donnybrook. *
Definitive judgment: No less an authority than cooking chemistry godhead Harold McGee ruled, "A vinaigrette is a suspension of vinegar droplets in oil, so yes, it's an emulsion."
Oh, snap! Stefan, you got served, Euroboy. Welcome to America.
* Funny story about that scene: A certain eating-challenged OW staffer texted me repeatedly, "Vinaigrette is an emotion!" during the episode. Because I TiVo'd and watched days later, I had NO IDEA what he was talking about.